Chapter 88

“Little Madam. Long time no see.”

“The herbs are growing well. It’s all thanks to you, who took good care of them.”

“It’s no problem at all, it’s all thanks to you, Little Madam. But do you have any concerns?”

Cicline, who noticed that Luciel’s complexion was dark, asked.

“Remember when I told you I had one request?”

“Yes.”

“Combining the Tatea leaves, the root of the Ruga tree, and the Thierry fruit will be a good medicine for mana nutrition.”

Tatea was good for cold and body aches. Ruga leaves relieve inflammation and pain. Thierry berries are good for fever. But as Cicline realized in the past, if you use them separately, you can make an ordinary medicine, but when you combine all three, it helps to nourish mana.

“…! It’s a combination I never thought of!”

“I was going to ask you to develop the medicine. Doctor Cicline has to find the right proportions and methods of handling herbs, so it might be a little difficult.”

“But I am not a pharmacist…”

Holding Cicline’s hand tightly, Luciel said.

“The cold medicine you made for Leoni last time was great.”

“…That’s right. But cold medicine is a simple medicine.”

“Not only me, but the other maids also admitted that Doctor Cicline’s medicine was very effective. I am asking because I know about your skills and passion”

“…Me, really?”

When Cicline asked back with a slight positive face, Luciel nodded her head.

“So think about it a little more.”

“Yes.”

Luciel spoke carefully so that Cicline would not be burdened. But if it’s Cicline, she would already know. How great is the joy of helping the sick.

Ralph has already told me that Cicline’s pain relief patches are popular within the Order. Luciel chose to throw implicit compliments.

“Doctor, my escort knight said that the pain relief patches you made are very popular, right?”

“What? Ah, there was a time when one knight came to ask for another one because it was refreshing…”

“Look at it. How did you feel then?”

Luciel smiled softly and poked at her. A soft smile crept up on Cicline’s lips.

“I was happy. Because the patch I made has been proven to be effective.”

‘Everyone will like it when you complete the Mana Nutrient. Of course, I would like it the most.’

After muttering to herself, Luciel decided to inspire more courage in Cicline.

“Why don’t you make emergency medicine and relief patches and distribute them to the fief residents? I will bear the cost of materials and labor. Think of it as the first step towards becoming a pharmacist.”

“…Good idea. I’ll try! First of all, I need to make things like cold medicine, wound medicine, digestive medicine, and pain relief patches.”

As Cicline swore, she bravely rolled up her sleeves.

“Oh, Doctor! It will take a while for Thierry to bear fruit. Is there any way we can speed up its growth?”

“Plants also have compatibility, so if you put them with specific plants, they affect each other, so they can grow faster! Thierry goes well with the herbs I grow. I will replant it here soon.”

“Yes, please.”

“If you go to the fief then…”

“You will need time to make the medicine, so please let me know when you’re done.”

“Yes. It’s late, but congratulations on your wedding. You are such a cute bride, I envy the Young Master.”

At her praise, Luciel smiled awkwardly.

* * *

After completing his swordsmanship training at the training hall, Kizef returned to the private residence to rest while he had free time before continuing his magic training.

He looked into the first-floor parlor and terrace, as well as Luciel’s bedroom and study, but every place was empty.

Without Luciel, the private residence was bigger and quieter.

Kizef sat idly on the sofa in the parlor for a while, before getting up.

‘Luciel doesn’t even take a day off?’

Well, the child was always busy.

Still, because he said last time or so, now Luciel made sure to tell him where she was going every morning.

‘I’m not going far today. It will be in the Duke’s castle. An important guest is coming.’

“Who is the important guest?”

I couldn’t even ask who she was meeting.

He was a little surprised at himself with the fact that he looked for her and even felt disappointed that the child was not in the residence.

‘…It’s serious.’

Kizef hated being around someone and preferred to be alone, because of past traumas and Raven’s secret. He suddenly remembered some strange words from his family.

‘Luciel, that child is very special.’

His grandfather, grandmother, and mother all said the same thing.

‘I think I know what they meant.’

At the Altar of Fire, only Luciel with pure mana was able to hold the Holy Grail and meet the Phoenix. She certainly wasn’t an ordinary kid.

He himself is by no means ordinary, but…

“Young master, do you need anything?”

After arranging the table in the parlor, Bessie asked and Kizef answered with deep thoughts.

“No.”

“Oh my, young master. The button on your shirt is slightly off. If you permit me, I will…”

As she approached, she realized that she made a mistake, she quickly stopped walking and lowered her hand. Seeing her behavior, Kizef frowned without realizing it.

“I would have said it wasn’t necessary.”

“Ah… I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine, so go and rest.”

“Yes.”

Bessie quickly bowed her head and went out so as to not offend him. Kizef has long been known as a master who was difficult to serve among the servants.

Leoni was stubborn, but he was difficult in a different sense.

It was because he had a habit of being reluctant of the touch of servants, the coldness that resembled the Duke was also something hard to manage.

Kizef closed his eyes and pressed his temples tightly. He also wondered if he was being too sensitive.

‘I still haven’t overcome…’

His eerie eyes started to see ghosts after the death of a friend.

The world of the dead experienced at a young age was truly terrifying. Things he didn’t want to see popped up everywhere, and the eerie sensation he felt when a ghost passed through his body was still haunting him to this day.

But the most shocking thing was…

‘Our pretty young master. Come this way. This nanny will put you to sleep.’

It was the ghost of Emilia, the nanny who raised Kizef.

When Emilia, who had died of an illness long ago, appeared every night to reach out for him with a cold touch, young Kizef was frightened and could only run away.

It was from that time that he was reluctant of the touch of servants.

It was a terrible hunting nightmare, a once-friendly follower turned into a terrifying ghost.

Kizef shook his head.

‘It’s all in the past.’

Thinking it would be better to move his body, he walked out of the private residence. The servants, who usually chatted with Luciel while laughing happily, were silent to Kizef.

Everyone was careful and afraid that they might offend the sensitive mind of the master.

Then, suddenly, he looked at the wedding ring on his fourth finger.

This ring, given to him by his grandfather, was a ring to move to each other when they were apart.

“…Shall we check if the ring is functioning properly?”

He stopped walking, confirmed that no one was in the area, and then rubbed the jewel stuck in the ring. He felt like his body was floating with the twinkling light, so he closed his eyes and slightly opened one eye a beat later.

The back of a bright silver-haired girl thinking deeply came into his view. Luciel was really there in front of him.

Kizef involuntarily put a small smile on his lips.

“Hi.”

“Kyaa!”

As soon as her crimson-red eyes saw Kizef, she pointed a small finger at him and shouted.

“… Wh-what, what? What happened?”

He showed the ring on his finger.

“I’m curious if this really works.”

“……”

Kizef smiled with a mischievous face. However, Luciel was not managing her expression at all.

“Kizef shouldn’t be here…What if you come without saying anything?”

“…Uhm? How can I tell you when I’m away from you? Did I make it too difficult for you?”

“……”

Seeing that there was no answer, it seemed that he was right. Kizef was sorry.

“Sorry to interrupt.”

Then, where is this place?

Only then did he move his head, slowly observing his surroundings.

“Luciel, where are you?”

“…… This is my fief’s villa.”

Luciel had completely forgotten the existence of the ring. It was even more unexpected that Kizef would come to visit her.

‘Why on earth?’

Luciel had question marks floating above her head, but she couldn’t figure it out.

He’s already told her he came because he was testing the spatial magic on the ring, so she can’t ask why he’s here.

But there seemed to be another real reason.

‘He does not doubt me, does he?’

These days, Kizef has been paying more attention to Luciel’s actions. So she tells him every morning where she’ll be going.

“Ah, here is the estate you received from father.”

“Yes.”

In response to Luciel’s vague answer, Kizef cautiously asked.

“…Did I interrupt something?”

‘Yes, totally! I mean, this was my personal hideout. Sniff.’

Luciel shook her head.

“No. I was just thinking a little bit, then you suddenly showed up and I was surprised.”

She couldn’t be honest with Kizef about her feelings. Still, she was glad he didn’t show up when she was making jewelry.

Luciel looked up at him and asked.

“But are you really here to try out the ring?”

Then Kizef shook his head. Dark blood-red eyes turned to Luciel, and red lips drew an arc. He was so seductive that she couldn’t believe he was a thirteen-year-old.

“I just don’t feel relieved if you are not around.”

“…Huh? But we saw each other in the morning. You don’t have to worry.”

“Now that we’re a formal couple, it’s good to familiarize yourself with each other.”